First time in exactly three years of blogging that I haven’t posted a thing for a month. First time in three years that I am ten moons pregnant again around this time of the year. With another baby pretty much ripe in my womb, Swadishtana – our creativity chakra – is ringing and vibrating again at its fullest. But this time all that creativity is harder to channel. Where do you put it when you’ve just come back from living your biggest dream?
Luckily the last two weeks we have been blessed here in Sydney’s iconic Bondi beach with the presence of the Dalai Lama’s Gyuto monks from Tibet. Each day’s incredible (and FREE!) program started with kids meditation followed by arts and crafts. My boys loved it so much the first day that we went every single day which followed, found heaps of peace and healing listening to their teachings and chantings, simple inner contentment as we spent hours with the monks in the park playing and chatting, observed the growth of the stunning sand-mandala – and the complete detached and equanimous desolution ceremony of the same once the event was over. This has been resonating so much so with me that nothing really seems to matter anymore – whether we make it to the birth centre or not in time for the birth; weather one of our friends will make it in time to look after the boys; whether we are having a boy or girl; whether the next adventure is here or there; whether we’ve got a boat at the moment or not; whether some friendships are real or not…
Somehow the sand-mandala made visual to my eyes, what only the inner eye could comprehend before. Everything is impermanent, including the most beautiful and the most challenging piece of art or living-aboard adventure with your kids. Everything in life is a phase, so why get too caught up in it? With the kids still asking every single day when we go back home to our boat, Happy Dancer, it is obvious that sooner or later there will be a Happy Dancer II with us on board crossing the Pacific Islands. I tell them when all three cannot only swim, but snorkel like little champions, the time will be ripe. Until then, it’s easy life in Sydney, or maybe a stint in Asia, but for now, it doesn’t matter much as I’m sinking deeper and deeper into the forceful presence of an impeding labour-land meditation.
Lastly let me share the latest Orion message with you which strongly resonated with me, especially in the last month. It also would be a great standard answers to all the lovely emails I get from you, dear blog readers, with 1001 different reason of why you think you can’t live YOUR dream the way we did ours…. In summary; sometimes digging in the dark does not make things better, but simply letting in the light does.
“Take inventory—not of the room full of debris—but of the place in your life where you store your hopes, dreams, visions and intuitive flashes! Then, arm those delightful thoughts and feelings with intention, surround them with Light and let them manifest into reality already! Stop holding yourself back! Be free.
Do not even look into the drawer of fear. Simply take the entire contents and burn them symbolically. Then, do not return to that room. Open all the windows, allow sunlight to pierce through the darkness, strip away the maudlin curtains and breathe life into that part of your inner self where you allowed darkness to creep in.
Henceforth, do not permit the dark energy of negative thinking into your mind. Keep the windows wide open, the sunlight flooding through. One does not have to shut one’s doors to keep out darkness. One simply has to fill every crevice with Light, and darkness will automatically be repelled. This, do. This, do daily. OM.”